Hearing Audrey's affirmative answer, Mrs. Norma laughed:

"What an honest child."

"I happen to know some very knowledgeable experts in the occult. Are you interested in chatting with them?"

"Okay, that's exactly what I want. Praise the goddess." Audrey pretended to be surprised and drew a crimson moon on her chest.

Madam Norma smiled and nodded slightly:

"How about having afternoon tea together tomorrow?"

"No problem." Audrey's excited eyes were tinged with innocence.

When she said goodbye to Mrs. Norma and walked towards the living room, her smile gradually faded and her temperament became calm and leisurely.

"Her body language, her emotional color, and the detailed changes in her mental body projected to the outside world all show that she has no ill intentions, but is quite nervous... It seems that Madam Norma may really be a member of the Psychological Alchemy Society... Well, she has been observing my expressions and movements just now, but she can't adjust and conceal her own emotions. Perhaps, like Susie, she is also a "spectator". Unfortunately, she doesn't know that the person in front of her is a "mind reader"... Audrey thought half nervously and half proudly, and couldn't help but let her feet move forward alternately, stepping elegantly in a straight line.

…………

Isengard Stanton's house in the Hillston area.

Klein moved his lips a few times, but ultimately did not ask Stuart who his employer was or what he looked like.

He decided not to get involved in Emlyn White's affairs as much as possible.

Although he described himself as a law-abiding vampire, this was limited to his description. There were too many blanks in his first half of life, and Klein could not confirm whether he had really never harmed innocent people.

As a result, he lacked the motivation to find Father Utravsky to rescue him. Father Utravsky was a "Knight of the Dawn" who was quite good at fighting, assisted by magical items, and had not been weakened!

Moreover, it would be easy to reveal his true identity in front of Father Utravsky and Emlyn White.

I hope he can get the approval of that very capable priest as soon as possible and be released from prison after serving his sentence... Klein silently nodded four times clockwise for Emlyn White in his heart.

After dividing the bounty, the detectives said goodbye one after another, and Klein was given the highest treatment by the Great Detective of Isengard, who sent him to the door.

Isengard took his pipe, coughed twice and said:

"There are still some doubts in the serial murder case that have not been investigated clearly. Perhaps there is a more vicious guy hiding behind the murderer. You must be careful recently and don't publicize that you played an important role in this case."

It seems that the official Beyonders also suspect that the demonic giant dog has an owner... Klein responded solemnly:

"I know. I have some guesses about this as well."

"Mr. Stanton, you also have to be careful. You are the organizer of the party and the main partner of the police."

Isengard put the pipe into his mouth, took it out and said:

"Sherlock, I'll just call you Sherlock. You can rest assured that although I'm no longer young, I'm still an excellent fighter and a great marksman, and I have an instinctive sense of vigilance."

And you are most likely a Beyonder with a relatively high sequence, but I don’t know which path you belong to… Klein thought for a moment and said:

"Mr. Stanton, you don't seem to be from Backlund? Your accent is more like that of Severus County."

"Yes, just like your Eastern Coast accent." Isengard admitted frankly.

The two detectives smiled at each other, both acknowledging the other's ability to observe things without showing any emotion.

Before evening, Klein returned to 15 Minsk Street.

Well, I now have 1,224 pounds in banknotes plus 5 gold coins, and a small amount of change. Compared to when I first came to Backlund, I have more than enough. However, a Sequence 6 Beyonder material costs at least 1,500 pounds. Sometimes, because of scarcity and seldom appearing, the price may even double. Beyonders who can obtain similar items will not have too low a sequence, so it is impossible for them to misjudge the value and sell at a low price, so there is no possibility of picking up a bargain...

Although the lady with the "craftsman" behind her was extremely eager for the potion formula of the "Black Emperor" path, she also had to take into account her progress. When she was only Sequence 9, it was almost impossible for her to spend a large sum of money to pre-order the formula of Sequence 6 in advance, unless her family had a mine or a bank... Well, she couldn't always catch a sheep and fleece it...

With his thoughts in a tizzy, Klein didn't rush to prepare dinner. He returned to the bedroom, drew the curtains, and entered the gray fog.

He just had an idea and needed to verify it.

Sitting in the Fool's seat, he reached out and picked up the ancient, brass-colored "master key".

Based on the notes of the descendants of Abraham that he got last night, he guessed that the other party lost control on the spot because he chose to be promoted during the full moon.

Therefore, the cursed ability of the "Master Key" to make people lost and go to bad places, in addition to coming from the legacy of the extraordinary characteristics that imply resentment and unwillingness, there is a high probability that it has been contaminated by the illusory mumbling of Mr. "Door".

“So, what changes will it have during a full moon?” Klein muttered.

He produced a pen and paper and wrote down the "divination statement" he had prepared long ago:

"It behaves during a full moon."

Holding the paper in one hand and the "master key" in the other, Klein leaned back in his chair and said with a self-deprecating smile:

"He's going to commit suicide again..."

"However, there shouldn't be much danger this time. Mr. 'Door' is far away from the real world and lost in the depths of darkness. Besides, I have the gray fog to block it."

In this case, the danger of divination is no different from directly divination the thing itself. The experienced Klein half-closed his eyes, his eyes turned deep and he kept chanting:

"It behaves during a full moon."

…

After seven times, Klein fell into a dream.

In that gray, fragmented, and unreal world, he once again saw the basement where Abraham's descendants died.

The flesh and blood here have long dried up, but the silver pocket watch inlaid with diamonds and the ancient "master key" have not been stolen and are still lying on the ground.

Suddenly, a sharp, hollow, illusory voice echoed back into Klein's ears.

It was like a thin needle inserted into his head, extending and poking a little bit at a time, as if trying to peel off the entire scalp!

This extreme pain woke Klein up suddenly, and he sat up straight.

He saw the blue veins on the back of his hand bulge out one by one, and then quickly flatten out.

“Well, it’s much easier than spying on the Eternal Blazing Sun and eavesdropping on the roar of the True Creator…” Klein thought leisurely as he switched from pressing to knocking.

Of course, if he were in the outside world, he believed that he would not have just such a reaction.

“If Miss Magician had been hearing this kind of cry for help, she would have lost control long ago… It seems that the curse on the Master Key has made the sound clearer. But that’s not right. Father Utravsky should have spent the night of the blood moon with the Master Key, and he was obviously not affected…”

"Perhaps, he left the 'Master Key' in the bedroom, and confessed himself in the hall outside. Well, only by touching the Master Key can one hear the 'cry for help' during the full moon?"

“Huh. Before I became a high-sequence speaker, I didn’t dare to listen in the real world… I think it was the word ‘ask for help’ in the ancient Hermetic language…” Klein carefully recalled it several times and confirmed his listening score.

In response, he could only curl his lips, not knowing whether to cry or laugh:

"This is a true cry for help!"

"It's a pity that if the Rose School members could hear Mr. Men's cry for help on a full moon night, they would surely explode as their personalities have already become cold and twisted."

After carefully considering whether there was a way to achieve this goal indirectly, Klein returned to the real world and followed the planned schedule to have dinner, change clothes, and go out.

He changed buses twice and arrived outside the "Brave" bar. He just went in and took a look around, then left without ordering any drinks.

During this process, he discovered that Kaspers had returned.

After walking down one street, Klein boarded a horse-drawn carriage and asked the driver to drive to Cherwood District.

As the horse started moving, an illusory figure appeared before his eyes. It was Miss Sharon in a black court dress.

"Are you ready?" Sharon asked coldly.

The small black soft hat on her head held down her light golden hair, and coupled with her pale face and delicate features, she had a doll-like beauty.

Klein answered calmly:

"not yet."

"I'm still waiting for one item."

Sharon's blue eyes said without ripples:

"I have prepared magical items."

So that's why you took the three-day, one thousand-pound bodyguard mission? You liked the item, but didn't have enough money? Klein smiled and said, "

"Don't worry. The more prepared we are, the greater our chances of success."

Moreover, I can also use the magical items in the Sun Realm on a daily basis, which just makes up for my shortcomings... Klein added in his mind.

Seeing that Sharon stopped talking, he took the initiative to say:

"I came here today to ask you to cooperate in an experiment."

"What?" Sharon asked simply.

Klein said with a serious and trustworthy expression:

"Based on Maric's description, I think the manifestations of your curses are different. During the full moon, he was in so much pain that he couldn't fight because he had to endure the crazy killing and bloodthirsty desires. But you were unable to absorb human souls and entered a weak state. Is that right?"

Sharon listened quietly and nodded slightly:

"Yes."

"I don't have a solution for your problem for now, but for Maric, I think it's still possible to temporarily suppress him. For example, he can take the appropriate medicine to keep him in a state without emotional fluctuations. In this way, he won't be in pain during that period of time and can fully join the battle." Klein explained his thoughts.

Sharon shook her head and said:

"no."

"This type of medicine has no effect on him anymore."

Already? In other words, it has worked before? Klein asked thoughtfully:

"Why?"

"He injected too many times before. Even after changing to another type, it was only effective for the first three or four times. We can't find a new type anymore..." Sharon was talking and suddenly fell silent, as if she remembered something.

Hearing her words, Klein smiled slightly:

"I have a different kind of sedative here from the pharmacist."

Seeing that Sharon didn't say that this sedative was ineffective, he clasped his hands and continued:

"I'll give you one first and let Maric try it when the moon is full. There will be a full moon tomorrow night."

"If it works, let him drink two or even three at a time before the battle."

As for whether drug resistance will develop in the future, that is not a problem that needs to be considered now... Klein thought calmly.